T'was late on a Thursday. Edd and Matt are fast asleep, and Tord is sitting on the curb with nothing but his thoughts, a gun in his hoodie, and a dim lamppost. It's almost midnight. It's almost morning. And Tom hasn't been seen since three o' clock. [What I mean by "light" is that it's not straight to the point shipping, it takes a little while to happen. | An AU of sorts where the events of The End haven't happened yet. Tord isn't sure whether or not he wants to carry through with his plan of world domination. | TW for alcohol use, drug mention, violence/blood, and swearing.]

Tord is self destructing. Ever since the "incident" he just hasn't been the same. That's what Paul calls it. "The incident" Nothing more... Nothing less. He holds tight to his last strings of sanity. No more updates. I've been on a very long creative writing break but I can feel myself coming back slowly! I may return soon :)! *If you notice any grammar errors, let me know in the comment section :)))*